The Unusual Suspect

She should have sensed there was danger the moment the door creaked, but the winter afternoon was deceiving in its temperament.

He inched closer from behind, while she pored over her book, oblivious to the danger that lurked in her household in Delhi – the city her parents had warned her against.

He had no motive but cold blood, and sneered as he clasped the weapon, silently picked up from her kitchen, tightly in his palm.

Though horror-struck, she could not scream; the weapon was effective, painful and shock-inducing.

The wall, painted fresh an hour ago, now sported a large blob of tomato ketchup, emptied carefully from a sachet.

Her five-year old son had feet as sure and silent as a cat.

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Five Sentence Fiction

Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week, Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate can write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in the five sentences, and is just for direction. This week: FRESH.

Now every Friday on Saddi Delhi.

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37 thoughts on “The Unusual Suspect

  1. Deboshree- My first time here but what a way to begin. I so loved the twist and the ending :).. Keep writing. And hey I am Delhiite too!

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